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    J.I. Kleinberg: “The Verb”

    J.I. Kleinberg

    The Verb

    They piled into the back seat,
    the two of them with all their
    testosterone, we in the front
    more like parents, with all that
    history, that family closeness

    that I wasn’t really part of,
    and stories of this one and that,
    the sheriff and the windmill,
    the bar and the re-interment,
    all those stories of the trading post

    and who had money and whose
    money would go where sooner
    or later. And I can’t remember
    who asked the question or what
    it was about, but when he said

    Jew as a verb my body went prickly,
    my arms and legs, my ears ringing,
    and I said nothing. Did not know
    how to say what I needed to say,
    what I had to say, what they had

    to understand, to know, what had
    to change. I said nothing, afraid
    of what might become of me, of us,
    if I spoke, and in everything I do
    I see that silent version of myself,

    tongue-tied, failure, disappointment.
    And we just kept driving until we got
    wherever we were going, the four
    of us, the three plus one of us,
    I alone, silent.

    J.I. Kleinberg is the author of The Word for Standing Alone in a Field (Bottlecap, 2023) and Sleeping Lessons (Milk & Cake, 2025) as well as four collections of visual poems, including All of We (Anhinga Press, 2026). She lives in Bellingham, Washington, USA, and on Instagram @jikleinberg. We at AMBIDEXTROUS BLOODHOUND are grateful to Judy, who is one of our faithful regulars.